Forever (Lost Souls MC #1) - Blue Saffire Page 0,29

to be one of the cool kids, but I’m not normally this bad. Well… at least that’s what I try to tell myself. Maybe it’s being around Misty that gives me any confidence at all. I know I’m way out of my league here.

“There’s a great Tai place that’s close to the house and they deliver. There is also an Italian place by the office I go to a lot with my clients,” Owen says with a smirk as he looks down at me.

“You always eat takeout,” I say in disbelief. That can’t be possible with a body like his.

“It’s that or suffer through my own cooking,” he says and pulls a face.

I giggle and shake my head. “Well, as long as I’m with you, I’ll make sure you’re fed properly.”

He stops in his tracks and backs me into the wall behind me. He gives me a smoldering look as his nostrils flare. Placing a hand on either side of my head on the wall, he looks down into my eyes.

I squeeze my thighs and place my palms on his bare chest. Licking my lips, I peer up at him. He follows my tongue with his eyes.

“Keep saying shit like that, darlin’,” he says, his voice dropping a few levels. “I may forget I’m trying to give your tight pussy a break.”

“Owen,” I whimper.

“No.” He shakes his head. “I took you way more than I should’ve in the first place. I’m keeping my hands off you for at least twenty-four hours. We’re still getting to know each other. It’s your turn.”

He pushes off the wall and turns to walk off into the kitchen. I’m left to melt against the wall in a pool of my own desire. I watch his hard, perfect ass walk away from me and groan. I don’t know if I can wait another hour before he touches me again. I have to figure out how to seduce him or something.

I shake my head at my own thoughts and follow him into the kitchen. “I can make us pancakes again,” I offer as I think of the way he devoured them yesterday.

He turns around with a boyish smile on his face. How can such a big man be so adorable and so rough at the same time? He nods his head emphatically. I burst into laughter.

It’s right in this moment, I realize Brick is just a man. I’ve made him into something so much larger than life in my mind, but he is a man. My man.

Owen

“Out of the way,” she giggles with that sweet voice.

My heart swells as it dawns on me that I have Eva Kennedy naked in my kitchen, getting ready to cook for me. After lusting after this young girl, who was too young for me when I first started to notice her, she is finally mine. My girlfriend is making me breakfast.

Girlfriend, I sound like a pussy to my own ears. I’m thirty-one, I’ve never had a girlfriend in my life. Never wanted one. Even when I was married, I knew in the back of my mind my wife was somehow unfaithful.

Hell, three months in, Mags had offered me an open marriage. She said I could fuck whoever I wanted. In her words, ‘You’re doing me a favor, I won’t hold you to anything.’ Yet, every time I came home late or smelling of another woman, Mags was in my face.

For the first year, I hadn’t done anything. I would smell of other women because of some club bunny sitting on my lap or a stripper giving me a lap dance when I would hang with the brothers. I would look, but I wouldn’t touch.

After finding Jemma and Magdalena in my bed, I fucked anything that walked. I didn’t care who and I didn’t care where. I spent a year and a half feeling bitter and used. I wanted to make someone else feel that same way.

When I saw it was never going to make anything better, I threw myself into work. Now, looking at Eva as she bends over to grab something from the bottom shelf and her ass and pussy peek out at me, I only want her.

I can’t even imagine placing my dick anywhere other than inside her. Her ass jiggling in the air has his full attention. I want her, but I promised I’m not touching her again until she’s had a chance to heal from my bastard ways.

Eva straightens to her full height and turns to look